"I don't either. You're not the only one here with things in their head that shouldn't be in the Library." He didn't think that Bucky was a monster. What had been done was monstrous but it wasn't who Bucky fault or who he was. "I doubt we want to see what's in Bruce's head. Or Natasha's. Or someone who's lived for centuries." Or his own but his dreams were more ice and water than actual monsters.
As Steve followed, he considered some kind of warning to the other patrons or maybe contacting them to see what kind of things might show up if dreams were coming to life. At least then they'd have an idea of what might come after them.
"Yeah, you were. I was getting beaten up by a gang of kids. You ran them off before things got too bad." The fight hadn't been the worst he'd gotten into back then but the possibility had been there since Steve refused to back down. "I was small and skinny." It wasn't something he'd normally say but it might be a term that Bucky would understand better. "Prey. A lot of the time I got in trouble because I didn't know when to keep my mouth shut or run away. But other times the kids in the neighborhood wanted to hunt down and beat on a kid that they didn't think could fight back."
Eventually they might have killed him if Bucky hadn't been there to watch his back or to teach him how to fight. "You didn't think it was right that they kept hitting me. If I could stand up to them, then you should to. We were inseparable after that. Maybe you remember me because for years the only thing we had was each other."
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As Steve followed, he considered some kind of warning to the other patrons or maybe contacting them to see what kind of things might show up if dreams were coming to life. At least then they'd have an idea of what might come after them.
"Yeah, you were. I was getting beaten up by a gang of kids. You ran them off before things got too bad." The fight hadn't been the worst he'd gotten into back then but the possibility had been there since Steve refused to back down. "I was small and skinny." It wasn't something he'd normally say but it might be a term that Bucky would understand better. "Prey. A lot of the time I got in trouble because I didn't know when to keep my mouth shut or run away. But other times the kids in the neighborhood wanted to hunt down and beat on a kid that they didn't think could fight back."
Eventually they might have killed him if Bucky hadn't been there to watch his back or to teach him how to fight. "You didn't think it was right that they kept hitting me. If I could stand up to them, then you should to. We were inseparable after that. Maybe you remember me because for years the only thing we had was each other."